II. A portrait of the Bird King
The Bird King
cuts an impressive figure
when he's out
for a Sunday stroll!
Hands clasped
behind warped back,
beak jabbing with every
twitchy step!
He's quite the
patriarch.
*
The Bird King
grants audience to only the most
interesting
of people.
Having entertained them
and heard their
stories,
he eats their
brains.
*
Decrees,
numerous
and arbitrary
are issued by
the Bird King.
He bans TV,
chimneys,
singing, pears.
His subjects
have to wear hats
made from
murderers' teeth.
*
The Bird King
loves his aviary.
In pretty cages:
children, the homeless,
artists, lunatics.
Pigeons strut
past,
cooing and chuckling.
*
The Bird King's dimensions
are ambiguous.
To most people
he's enormous;
to birds,
tiny.
It's purely a
matter of perspective.
*
The Bird King's
palace has no doors.
Lacking the mental
apparatus
to cope with
their simple mechanisms,
he smashed them
all long ago.
*
The Bird King
delivers a moving oration:
"NOTHING
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING
NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING."
